Dear Life - Brendan Benson

Spinning head in a stranger’s bed

Has never really been her style

But she doesn’t care

She just needs somewhere to lay down for a while

She can’t go home and she can’t be alone

There’s no place in this world

But she can tune it out by thinking about

That happy little girl.

(Yeah.)

And now she’s hanging on

For dear life, dear life has got her hanging on

For dear life, dear life, yeah, yeah

For dear life, dear life, has got her hanging on

(For dear life.)

(For dear life.)

He got back from a tour in Iraq

And he was lucky to be alive

But he wasn’t the same and the nightmares came

And he lost his nine to five

His friends all said he wasn’t right in the head

And just couldn’t cope anymore

Left his wife and his kid

Now he’s off the grid

Fighting a different war

Barely hanging on

For dear life, dear life, has got him hanging on

For dear life, dear life, dear life

For dear life, dear life, has got him hanging on

Some days, it comes over me

And I can barely breathe

All this fury pressing down on me

I don’t ever want to leave

(It's got me hanging on)

To dear life, dear life, got me hanging on

To dear life, dear life, life, yeah

To dear life, dear life, has got me hanging on

To dear life, dear life, oh, yeah

Oh dear life, dear life, got me hanging on

To dear life, dear life, dear life, yeah

To dear life, dear life, dear life